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I dated a vampire

I dated a vampire

OJ Blessing

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'Penelope Connal' is a teenager of 18 years old who has her entire life planned out by her overprotective father, who wants her to graduate from high school with honors and go on to become the medical doctor that he dreams of her becoming. As she began an affair with Ethan, whose identity is still unknown, she began to see her true self departing from her body and mind. Ethan Herdsman tries everything he can to fight the demons he has in his possession, but what happens when his control begins to crumble when he begins an affair with Penelope? He had to do everything in his power to keep his demons at bay and keep his true identity hidden from the world. Penelope was well aware that she was living in a world of mysteries; her parents and everyone else, except her best friend Nors, were keeping a secret from her. After a series of tragic events occurred in Cambridge Town, her parents were forced to transport her to her grandparents' home in the woods. It wasn't until she came across the book that she realized she had been dealt a bad hand. It's a book. That would open her eyes and allow her to comprehend the mystery surrounding her birth. Her very existence is a mystery. Demons and vampires are real and exist. She needed to learn about and comprehend the mysteries. What she discovered could have a profound effect on her life. Her very existence. Ethan. But what would she do if she discovered that she was dating a vampire who was in desperate need of her blood...? She was taken into the possession of the vampire. MATE, as well as a sex machine Would he still use her blood if he didn't have to? Would his clan accept the fact that she was a human who was about to tie the knot with one of their Lycans?

Chapter 1 I want you,

Penelope Connal is a teenage girl of 18years old as her whole life planned out by her over protective father

Her father wants her to finish highschool with good grades and become a medical doctor.

Her whole life shattered when she began having a secret lover affair with Ethan Herdsman, one of the richest and eligible bachelors in the city.

***

He grabbed her from hips and slammed her back on the door of the stall room, his leg insinuating its powerful length between hers, intensifying the intimacy of the sensual embrace.

His left hand was placed on the side of the door above her head. His silver eyes searching her green eyes.

" If a kiss could be water, I would give you a river. Get this into your fucking skull , you are mine, your lips, your body, your eyes, your love, your breath everything you have is all mine. I never want to see you talking with any guy " he said huskily, his voice having an effect on her

" You don't own me " she blinked back her tears, his mouth settled unexpectedly on hets, covering the words she spoke out.

" You are my addiction " he cooed into the kiss.

***

He pulled her from her waist into the janitor's room, as his lips devoured hers,

His hands moving to unbuckle her bra,

" I don't want this... " she breathed out, her voice coming out husky which shows that he had an effect on her.

His lips curled up into a smirk,

" I want you, Penelope, I fucking want to fuck every single hole in your ass, I want to kiss you. I don't care if you don't want this but you're my possession "

His mouth settled on hers again in slow motion, arousing every sensitive part of her body.

She went so wild in his arms, pressing her body close against him, her breast rubbing on his hard chest, welcoming the intimate touch of his hands on her breast, he pressured her thighs as he moved her against his hips,

His beast was bulging out of his pants, as she felt the hotness of it on her thighs burning every part of her body.

She was tormented by his touch.

" Just a second, " he whispered huskily, as he locked the door of the small janitor's room.

His large body occupied the small room, his broad shoulders covering the small bulb of light reflecting in the room.

His hand then went to her clothes. He stripped them off and threw them on the floor of the janitor's room, his hands going to the short school skirts she was wearing. Somehow he managed to feel her wetness and then tore them off along with the skirt she was wearing.

She was now started naked in front of him, he turned her back to face him as he made her lean her two hands on the wall.

There was a metallic sound as his belt hit the floor and the rasp of a zipper.

His hot breath came beside her neck as he whispered gruffly, " This is gonna be rough and will hurt a little. Can you have sex without screaming so loud? "

Her cheeks flushed due to the sound of his tone and what he said.

Without waiting for her response, he penetrated deeply into her earning a loud gasp from her,

" Don't scream baby, you won't want your dad to hear us " he murmured.

Yes, she wouldn't want that to happen.

So she covered her mouth with her left palm as he penetrated fully.

Her moans came out as a whimper,

They were fucking each other in her father's closet.

Her father was the vice principal of the school.

" Ah, " a moan escaped her lip as he squeezed her two breast while fucking her from behind,

" I want you, " he said huskily. " Oh, God, I want you, I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you...! " he heard her shocked gasp, his hand insistent, as he rocked her, lifted and pushed her in a rhythm that eventually shook the small room, the floor and the heavens.

She trembled uncontrollably. So did he. They were drenched in their sweat as the air in the small room became erratic.

He laughed huskily, lifting her head with his right hand while his left hand held her back, as he rocked her.

His eyes met with hers, as his mouth settled on hers in slow, her body went wild in his arms, as she shivered.

" Do you like it? " he murmured into her ears,

" Y...y..yes " her voice trembled,

Hours later she nestled her cheek on his broad and neatly shaved chest and slowly opened her eyelids.

He was still inside her but not moving, he wanted to feel her warm skin on his beast as they dangled in an erratic movement.

Penelope felt full,

" We really ought to get dressed before my father enters his office, "

He kissed her sweaty forehead lazily. " I locked the door, remember? "

" Yes, "

" So let's have one more round " he smirked, her cheeks reddened

" No. I have classes to attend " she reminded him,

Yeah! She had to because he was their French and History teacher.

Her sexy French idol.

She went stiff when she heard the main door open, her hands trembling as the sound of loud footsteps walked,

The footsteps came close, closer and then, Bam! The door opened.

Ethan Herdsman who has always controlled his flaws and lies low, his identity was still unknown but who cares, as far as they could see his handsome face no one cares about his identity but Penelope did. Has she noticed he possesses more energy than a normal human in his right senses, he looked different, his skin colour, his eye balls. Everything about him was mysterious but what happens when Penelope decided to find out about the mysterious sex lover of her, she came to realise the bitter truth

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